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Nyx Ulric (insomniashero) wrote in snapthread,
@ 2019-09-14 22:04:00

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lunafreya nox fleuret, nyx ulric

WHO: Nyx Ulric and Lunafreya Nox Fleuret.
WHEN: Saturday after this.
WHERE: Near the fountain in the town center.
WHAT: Nyx rescues his princess.
RATING: TBD, likely low.

Nyx sprinted. Not ran. Not jogged. He sprinted. He was in his room with Carbuncle relaxing when he opted to poke around on the network and saw that fated post from someone he thought was gone from his life. He left in such a hurry, he wore only the simple black pants that he always wore and black t-shirt. The one person that he thought he'd never see again. The one person that drove him insane with her ideals and her stubbornness. Lunafreya was here in Starklandia. She was here, and she wasn't supposed to be. Her destiny was to help Noctis achieve the end goal. Save the world and defeat the travesties brought onto the world brought on by Niflheim and more.

She was not supposed to be here.

Nyx took his turns from his house at full speed on foot, for when he rounded into the courtyard of the town and saw the blonde woman he skidded to a stop. His blues landing on the princess ripped all his breath from his chest. The way she held herself, the gaze in her eyes - her face. She was exactly as he remembered her from the last time he saw her. On that fateful night. When her face turned towards to see him he let his eyes lock with hers. She was here, and Nyx felt his knees weaken. Just as his face showed the raw emotion on seeing her, it hardened hiding the deeper feelings, and the soldier and Glaive she knew was formed up in his walls.

"Princess." His voice was raspy as if he was unsure yet if it was her. "What.. what is the last thing you remember?" This was likely going to be a jarring experience for the woman.

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insomniashero
2019-09-17 07:34 pm UTC (link)

Once in the hall, the rush of emotion left him in a hurry. There was so much to unpack here, and Nyx honestly didn't know where to start with. His phone entered his hand and he punched a message in while standing against that very door he left from. There was a message being typed, but he stopped. What would he say to the man. He had talked about Lunafreya to Tony, but honestly, what was there to be said. Tick tack tick tack, his fingers tapped against the device while taking a moment to breath on his own.

His feelings raw, he sighed heavily once again.

He was going to have to steal himself and prepare for what was to come. Lunafreya was safe, but she was lost. Nyx had six months of time here, and he was more well equipped for adjusting to the craziness that this place was. Sure, she was strong willed and in credibly stubborn - but she wasn't skilled in combat or adapting situations like this. Was he even? Regardless, the princess needed a rock to lean on. She didn't need Nyx the fun loving scavanger, she needed Nyx the Kingsglaive. The man that was hard and ready to throw his life down to keep her safe.

As he had done already once. Just as his words rung out in her own head, the image of Libertus and Lunafreya escaping in the car was seared into his skull. The look of sadness in her eyes, because they both knew what was coming. Despite the kings of old granting him their power, Nyx was not about to let either of them die in his place. The look vanishing while he faced his own fate. Faced Glauca.

The noise through the door brought Nyx's attention right prominanent. His ears perked and his head turned so his left ear faced the door more readily, listening for strange sounds. He had heard it a gain, and it was subjective. There was strong case for her being emotional, coming down from the events of the evening so far. Missing her Noctis. He should comfort, it's what should be done, right? Turning, Nyx cracked the door open and stepped in. "Prince-" and she had cut him off. Her words, and the tears streaming right down her face.

She sobbed for him, and his death. Clutching his tattered coat that was stained with ash and blood. Burned and singed. Tattered and evidence to his battle fought. She blamed herself, and there was nothing further from that for things she should have been doing. Nyx opened his mouth, but it closed. Nyx said nothing, but traveled across the short span to her and pulled her into a hug. What else would he do? Nyx for a long moment let her cry. For him, for her, for it being unfair for her to die. Whatever was needed, but after that long moment, the Glaive spoke softly.

"Princess, you did not leave me." He commented as a free hand pet the back of her head. "You did not leave me alone, you did not leave me to die." He stated firmly. Nyx kept petting her softly. "You left, because you had your own destiny to fulfill, and that was mine. You left, so I could do what was needed, and I could kick all the ass I needed to." Nyx chuckled softly. "You left, to give hope to those who needed hope. You left me physically, Princess," Nyx commented while pulling back from her to grab both sides of her face with his hands. "But you did not leave me." Naturally, the underlining words were left unspoken.

Softly, with the bottom of his own t-shirt, he wiped the tears from her face, because as much as he was a hero - he was still a man and believed anything could be cleaned up with a t-shirt.

"You did not leave me to suffer. I stayed and fought for you." His statement was quite obviously finished, before he realized what he had said and added on the end. "And for young king Noctis."

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lunafreyanox
2019-09-17 08:05 pm UTC (link)

Lunafreya clung to him, the tattered uniform caught between them, one hand holding it while her other arm held tight around him. He's not dead, he's not dead, she told herself silently, while tears still streamed where her face pressed against his chest, but the fact was, he had burned, and he had died. The jacket told her, so eloquently, his final end. Back then, months ago, she'd had the strength to flee, to go with Libertus, because she'd had the weight of all of Eos on her shoulders, the forces pushing her ahead. The back of her mind full of whispers, of promises about what would come. The convictions that she could not avoid. That was how she'd left the city, and him.

But that purpose fulfilled, the true import of the failures in her past came to her all at once. She understood that she'd not hurt him, that it was the Emperior and General Glauca, they had tried to kill her and him both, over and over. Nyx's death had bought her time, and not just that, but ensured she'd survive long enough to bring about the prophecy.

"If it had been anything less," she managed, through her tears, "I would never have left. Only for Eos...for what had to happen." She let go enough for him to raise his hands to her face; his fingers wet from her tears, as her blue eyes searched his. "And I'm sorry. I'm so sorry."

She let him wpe away the remaining tears, her breath slowing, and she nodded to his words. "I know you did." His addition of Noctis to that barely registered; she knew he was a Glaive and dedicated to the crown. "I know you fought for me." She sniffed back another small sob. "For us. Thank you. I just.." She looked down at the jacket clutched in her hand. "I had never let myself think about what happened to you. About what must have happened. About you in pain." She smiled up at him, a watery, weak turn of her lips. "Not that you would ever admit to being in pain. Not my Glaive."

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insomniashero
2019-09-17 09:38 pm UTC (link)

Could Nyx's heart not break with the way she clung to him. Her insane emotion for him was overly obvious, and it pulled on the strings in his chest - tightening around his entire chest cavity making it difficult to breath. Everything he did was for the greater good. Yes, obviously there was some selfish notion in that, such as making sure Lunafreya was safe and away from harms way. Besides, Nyx was the hero, and he had the heroes death he deserved.

Burning away. Watching the sunrise. Alone.

"No." Nyx told her while he kept her tears at bay. "You would have left, because I can't be the man I needed to be worrying about you." Which was true. The destruction of the city was also partially due to him and the old wall. "You would have followed my directions..." No she wouldn't have. "And you would have been escorted out." There was a smirk. "Though, you would of fought me on it." Nyx teased with a knowing smile to the time she jumped from the airship. "But I need you to not apologize." Nyx told her. "Apologizing for something, out of your control, and for a decision I made." His head dipped some so his blues were locked with hers. "I would make that decision again., in a heartbeat." There was a sly grin on his lips.

"It's what heroes do, right?" With that, he released her, now realizing she was only wearing one of his larger t-shirts. Well, now this was uncomfortable. Keeping the crimson tinge from his cheeks, Nyx spun her around. "But for now, you are not only likely physically exhausted, but menetally." He ushered her towards the bed. "You need to try and rest, and know.." He pointed to the couch that was in that single room apartment. "I will be right there." Stepping away from her, his body immediately cold missing her warmth. "Tomorrow, we will continue, and get you some clothes suited for a person your size." Not to say he really didn't enjoy her alone in his clothes.

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lunafreyanox
2019-09-18 01:50 pm UTC (link)

When he released her, near the bed, Lunafreya took the last few steps on her own, before sinking down to sit on the edge. He wasn't wrong; she felt battered, bruised from what had happened that day. Had it been only hours since she faced Ardyn, since he stabbed her and left her to die in the waters? It felt fresh and yet like a lifetime ago. This time here, with Nyx, was so far removed from all of that. As if he plucked her out of her last moments and brought her somewhere distant.

Tomorrow, perhaps, she would talk about it.

"I'll be alright," she offered, her breath hitching a moment but growing even again. She had released the jacket so he could put it away, and she didn't look again, but Lunafreya knew it still remained seared on her memory. Tonight, either exhaustion would mean no dreams at all, or she wouldn't escape them for hours. Let me wake up here tomorrow, she silently prayed. How odd, she had cause to think, that she for once couldn't be sure if the gods heard her at all. "Thank you," she said, instead, to him so she didn't have to think about it.

The bed smelled like him as she laid down, and it helped drive away the scent of ash in her nose. The sheets tangled around her almost immediately, as she didn't bother smoothing them out, but she paused, propped up on one elbow as she looked at him. "Promise me none of that here, though," she said, quiet, but serious. "Don't sacrifice yourself for me again." Even as she said it, she doubted he would promise anything of the sort, but she felt compelled to say it. You are important too. You need to live.

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insomniashero
2019-09-18 05:44 pm UTC (link)

Things were coming to an end, as he was almost sure that Lunafreya was now calming down from the last real revelation of his untimely demise. Finally having her in bed, and on her way to a slumber, Nyx shifted his weight to sit against the bed with he back against the mattress. He'd sit with her, while she dozed off. That would help. Let her feel safe, and know she wasn't alone.

Nyx thought to his sister, and how that worked for her. Before she was gone.

The coat she was previously caught up on, was discarded haphazardly, not wanting to give it anymore attention that it didn't need, and let his attention land completely on Lunafreya, where his attention should have been. "You're welcome, Princess." Nyx smiled softly up at her from his spot on the floor.

Though her request. That request she made, was one he wanted to provide her. Reality was, that request could not be made though - because if it was to be his life or hers, he'd throw his life down every time to save her. "Oh Princess." Nyx said softly. "As I would love to make that promise." He shook his head. "But don't be silly. We both know that's not happening." Shifting so his face was closer to hers. "Now rest. I'll be here when you wake and we will continue moving forward." Nyx confirmed and encouraged. "I'm not going anywhere any time soon."

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lunafreyanox
2019-09-18 06:45 pm UTC (link)

"I know." She said it with a rueful smile, albeit a sad one, because she knew that he was right. She couldn't hope to stop him. But perhaps once, she could be the one to protect her Glaive.

She swore that sleep would be elusive, that as tired as she was, there was no way her mind would quiet enough. But her body had other ideas. She lay back, closing her eyes, briefly aware of the hairpin where it remained in her hair. A thought occured to her and she murmured, "Nyx..." but whatever she was going to say was lost as she drifted off.

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